DEATH SCREAMS FREE
The following passage contains profanity.
But for now, you'll have to be satisfied with a snippet of Death....
Written yesterday, *real time readers*
John was also the valedictorian. Of course.
“Jade's by Hamilton,” Jonesy said like that little fact would escape my notice.
“Yeah,” I responded.
We stood there staring at that fun occurrence when Tiff came up and stood between us.
“Well that's a fuckburger,” Tiff said casually, eying up Jade's seating.
“Language, Weller,” Griswold hissed, sans whistle. Tiff lifted a narrow shoulder, the satin of her white gown making a slithering sound against her hair. “Okay,” she replied, utterly unruffled. I held in the walrus bark with an effort.
Jonesy didn't, giving a roundhouse guffaw that made Griswold's brows drop into a Hitler mustache above her eyes....
Sometimes milestones are not measured by the accomplishments of society, but by those of integrity.